You know it's a good story when it begins with a narcotics task force called "Operation: Ivy League." After months undercover with kids who are reading the Iliad, the NYPD busted five alleged frat boy drug dealers at Columbia University.

Meanwhile, Bwog reports that Frat Row is bracing itself for a media clusterfuck, taking down posters advertising parties and reconsidering the wisdom of their houses' decor:

The police found a list of "10 agenda items" on a wall at Psi U last night, including an eleventh that read "Don't sell drugs out of the frat house" with a note that read "Adam should have followed this rule."

So it's settled: Facebook did not invent the concept of frat boys posting incriminating material for all the world to see.

The NYPD also captured the five boys' alleged suppliers, one of whom was plotting to kidnap rival cocaine traffickers, "hold them ransom and torture them by forcibly administering a heavy dose of LSD." Death by bad trip must be the absolute worst way to go.

... and Harrison David, Columbia class of 2012 and Laguna Beach native. We accessed a few more of his pictures, and it appears he is "The Sexy One." (Like boy bands, drug dealing rings have character niches, you see.)

They look so normal, arm in arm with their classmates, bantering on message boards about school. And ultimately, they are pretty normal: Everyone knows someone who was a dealer in college. But not everyone knows someone who apparently sold $11,000 of illegal substances to the cops and may have done business with a psychopath wannabe murderer. And that's what Chris, Adam, Harrison, Jose, and Michael so special.